SRT Lyrics

They asked me why I'm moving reckless

I told 'em niggas 'cuz the good die young

That's why I walk around with Smith n Wesson's

And if it's smoke guess imma get higher

We ain't running from none of the pressure

Smoke the finest za, shit hectic

Talking vlone in my runtz and I got vlone on my body, if he reach he seeing heaven on God

BLM march only time I seen him stepping on God

Niggas took notes 'bout the field on everything but sliding

Fuck that tho, imma get my lick back

Got some shordys on demand and they gone tell me where he live at

Boss shit, can't feel that

Pull off brand new SRT, like bro nem where the wheels at?

I done did the dash, burning rubber when I peeled back

Yea I'm quick to crash but fuck it boy I got my seals back

Pints in nigga big racks

Big dawg

Been had my stripes like a big cat

Where my hustlers at?

Hold ya rolly up if you counting cash

They asked me why I'm moving reckless

I told 'em niggas 'cuz the good die young

That's why I walk around with Smith n Wesson's

And if it's smoke guess imma get higher

We ain't running from none of the pressure

Smoke the finest za, shit hectic

Talking vlone in my runtz and I got vlone on my body, if he reach he seeing heaven on God

BLM March only time I seen him stepping on God

Niggas took notes 'bout the field on everything but sliding

(The good die young)

(Fuck that tho, imma get my lick back)